Forty For You, Sixty For Me. And

My Routines Come Out Of Total Unhappiness. My Audiences Are My Group Therapy.

I Think Actual Death Will Be A Lot Easier Than Dying On Stage. Cause - You Know - If You Do [actual Death] Right, You Can Go Looking Good. Maybe With A Little Quip [like]: 'i Loved Everybody.' But Dying On Stage...oh, God!

I Now Consider It A Good Day When I Don't Step On My Boobs.

I’ve Had So Much Plastic Surgery, When I Die They Will Donate My Body To Tupperware.

Anyone That Says Looks Don't Count Is Lying. Of Course They Do. Even Babies Go To The Attractive Face. It's The Way Humans Work.